Before the arrival of the Six Paths Immortals, Madara Uchiha hurriedly reversed the Outer Dao Golem and summoned it back to its original place.
When he had done all this, Madara Uchiha quickly formed a seal in his hand and used the earth to escape and leave this land of right and wrong.
After a short while, the Six Dao Immortals arrived.
The Six Dao Immortals frowned and looked at the ground under their feet, it was clear that something had caused this great damage.
However, Madara Uchiha and Kuroku escaped quickly enough, and the Rokudo Immortals patrolled the vicinity several times, but still couldn't find any clues, so they returned to their residence with deep doubts, and sent their men here to conduct strict surveillance to prevent this from happening again.
Two days later, on the third day, the second round of the World Culinary Championships began.
After the first round of extremely harsh and brutal elimination, less than 100 chefs were selected to make it to the stage of the competition.
For today's competition, the six immortals have already made full preparations, a huge high platform has been built, presenting a square, there is a pillar carved from white jade at the four corners, the dragon and phoenix are painted on it, and there are ninety-nine steps at the bottom, each step is made of expensive granite, and there is a sense of grandeur coming from a distance.
On both sides of this high platform are flat kitchen tables and utensils, all of which are uniformly used and impartial.
In the place where the high platform faces south, a grandstand is erected, and a chair made of thousand-year-old mahogany is quietly placed here, covered with an extremely precious white tiger skin, and the black and white stripes look extremely eye-catching.
It can be seen that the Six Dao Immortals have worked hard for this game to be extremely luxurious, in order to revive the hearts of the people and attract more attention from the world to bet on it, so that he can carry out the publicity plan of the Ninja Sect.
Early in the morning, around this high platform, the surrounding area was overwhelmed by the surging crowd, and the past was full of black and oppressive figures, as if there was no end.
As one of the contestants, Yang Ming, under the leadership of Asura, a privileged person, easily squeezed through the crowd and stepped onto the competition stage.
Asura looked around, couldn't help but be stunned, and said to Yang Ming in a low voice: "It seems that this competition is not good for you."
"What do you say" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and said softly.
Asura pointed at an old man who looked sad, although he was not very old, his face was covered with furrow-like wrinkles, and each wrinkle was deeply embedded in it like a knife cut, an inch deep, which was impressive.
"The World Culinary Competition has been held so far, this year is the third year, and he is the champion of the first session, others as his name, a single word bitter, the best at cooking bitter dishes, in this regard can be described as a must, when he won the championship, just asked his father to cure him of his son's terminal illness, I didn't expect him to come again this year, I don't know why."
Then the asura pointed to another person.
This is a woman, but she has a face of Sister Feng, and Sister Furong's figure moves casually, but the fat on her body is like waves, which makes people almost wonder if she can do it.
"Don't look at her not very good-looking, but she has an unrivaled knife work, with the ability to create heaven, the dishes she cooks are full of amazing performance under the magic knife work, the reason why she came to participate in the competition back then, it is said that she was just bored to go out and hang out, and she didn't even get a reward."
Hearing Asura's introduction, Yang Ming couldn't help but start to get nervous, it seemed that these two people were his fierce rivals in this competition Although Yang Ming thinks that his cooking skills have improved a lot, there are many capable people in the world, and he does not dare to have any carelessness What's more, the theme of this competition is "invisible" cuisine, and Yang Ming still has no clue Near the start of the game, the six immortals had already taken their seats and said an opening remark.
As the waiter raised a one-man high stick and struck the drum bell heavily, the deafening sound echoed in the air, announcing the official start of the game For a while, the whole arena was in full swing, and almost every chef seized the time to devote himself to cooking.
Yang Ming was among them, but he seemed out of place with his surroundings, watching others cooking step by step, but he was stunned and didn't do anything.
Of course, Yang Ming was not idle, but stared at the two competitors that Asura pointed out to him.
Under Yang Ming's surprised gaze, the woman with Sister Feng's face and Sister Furong's body really showed light knife work that did not match her body type.
This woman's knife is as its name suggests, called posture.
The knife in Zi's hand is not an ordinary kitchen knife, but a knife made specifically for carving, a total of twelve, each knife is of different length, different size, corresponding to shaving, chopping, chopping, blowing and other ways.
In her hands, twelve specially made kitchen knives seem to be infused with soul, like a dancing dancer, dancing the tedious and difficult ballet.
There was originally a living big scalper standing in front of Zi, as big as her height, but when Zi picked up a kitchen knife that looked like a machete, in a flash of knife, like a precise surgical operation, the big scalper in front of him was neatly cut into several parts.
What's even more frightening is that the cross-section of the big yellow cow is cut and it can be seen that it is as smooth as a mirror, not only does it destroy the pattern on the surface of the beef, but it seems to follow the pattern, and the white fat is distributed like spider silk, which is pleasing to the eye.
The posture is like a planing ox, under the flying of her magical hands, the flesh and bones are separated, and the blood is sprinkled on the ground like a downpour, drenching the earth but not disgusting, but there is a bloody beauty, that momentary fragrance, showing the purity of knife work.
Yang Ming couldn't help but look stupid, this kind of knife work is a realm that he has not reached yet, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to witness it, which can be said to be a great benefit.
And when Yang Ming turned his gaze to look at another strong competitor, Ku, he suddenly found that the other party had already cooked the food without knowing when This speed, this efficiency, is really very human The old man with a sad face did not show a trace of joy on his face, and too much vicissitudes of the world, like the wrinkles on his face like knives, were deeply imprinted in his soul and integrated into the dishes he cooked.
The title of master of bitter cuisine is not in vain, only chefs who have tasted the various states of life and integrated all kinds of hardships they have experienced into their cuisine can get this title: